Name: Donald Trump describes attempt to kill him in Republican convention speech | BBC News
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I stand before you this evening with a message of confidence, strength, and hope.

Four months from now, we will have an incredible victory, and we will begin the four greatest years in the history of our country.

Together, we will launch a new era of safety, prosperity, and freedom for citizens of every race, religion, color, and creed.

The discord and division in our society must be healed.

As Americans, we are bound together by a single fate and a shared destiny.

I am running to be president for all of America, not half of America, because there is no victory in winning for half of America.

I proudly accept your nomination for President of the United States.

Let me begin this evening by expressing my gratitude to the American people for your outpouring of love and support following the assassination attempt at my rally on Saturday.

As you already know, the assassin's bullet came within a quarter of an inch of taking my life.

So many people have asked me what happened.

And, therefore, I will tell you exactly what happened, and you'll never hear it from me a second time because it's actually too painful to tell.

It was a warm, beautiful day in the early evening in Butler Township in the great Commonwealth of Pennsylvania.

Music was loudly playing, and the campaign was doing really well.

I went to the stage, and the crowd was cheering wildly.

I began speaking very strongly, powerfully, and happily because I was discussing the great job my administration did on immigration at the southern border.

Behind me and to the right was a large screen that was displaying a chart of border crossings under my leadership.

I started to, like this, turn to my right and was ready to begin a little bit further turn, which I'm very lucky I didn't do, when I heard a loud whizzing sound and felt something hit me really, really hard on my right ear.

It can only be a bullet, and moved my right hand to my ear, brought it down.

My hand was covered with blood, just absolutely blood all over the place.

I immediately knew it was very serious that we were under attack, and in one movement proceeded to drop to the ground.

Bullets were continuing to fly as very brave Secret Service agents rushed to the stage, and they really did.

These are great people at great risk, I will tell you, and pounced on top of me so that I would be protected.

There was blood pouring everywhere, and yet, in a certain way, I felt very safe because I had God on my side.

The amazing thing is that prior to the shot, if I had not moved my head at that very last instant, the assassin's bullet would have perfectly hit its mark, and I would not be here tonight.

The most incredible aspect of what took place on that terrible evening in the fading sun was actually seen later.

In almost all cases, as you probably know, and when even a single bullet is fired, just a single bullet, and we had many bullets that were being fired, crowds run for the exits or stampede, but not in this case.

This massive crowd of tens of thousands of people stood by and didn't move an inch.

In fact, many of them bravely but automatically stood up, looking for where the sniper would be.

They knew immediately it was a sniper, and then began pointing at him.

You can see that if you look at the group behind me.

That was just a small group compared to what was in front.

Nobody ran, and by not stampeding, many lives were saved.

But that isn't the reason that they didn't move.

The reason is that they knew I was in very serious trouble.

They saw the blood and thought, actually most did, that I was dead.

If something happens with the ears, they bleed more than any other part of the body.

For whatever reason, the doctors told me that.

But they just, they just, this beautiful crowd, they didn't want to leave me.

And you can see that love written all over their faces.

Bullets were flying over us, yet I felt serene.

But now the Secret Service agents were putting themselves in peril.

Bullets were flying right over them, missing them by a very small amount of inches.

Our Secret Service sniper, from a much greater distance and with only one bullet used, took the assassin's life, took him out.

And I'll tell you, I stand before you in this arena only by the grace of Almighty God.

In watching the reports over the last few days, many people say it was a providential moment.

When I rose, surrounded by Secret Service, the crowd was confused because they thought I was dead.

I could see that on their faces as I looked out.

I wanted to do something to let them know I was okay.

I raised my right arm, looked at the thousands and thousands of people that were breathlessly waiting and started shouting, fight, fight, fight.

Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight.

Once my clenched fist went up, and it was high into the air.

The crowd realized I was okay and roared with pride for our country like no crowd I have ever heard before.